Dark clouds are moving in From tortured depths, from within Tell me, is it worth it all Life, the time of suffering, the dying With a darkened soul I stand At the edge of a funeral Something you will never understand You're blinded with lies In this storm of grief This tornado of sorrow I persist with a bleeding heart With the endless question why Why must I suffer, til the end of my time Isolation, further into the dark The beginning of the spiral down Tell me, why death is such a sin Why can't I rest forever In this storm of grief This tornado of sorrow I persist with a bleeding heart With the endless question Why Why must I suffer, til the end of my time Freezing, from the twisting wind Blistered, tortured and beaten Wounds ripping in the blasts of darkness Yet still my heart beats